Lingzhu grass is born in the land of spiritual energy.

Feng Wuyou has already been to Lingquan, although she only went to the one in the Black Bird Department, but she was already sure that the Lingzhu Grass was definitely not there.

Shenquan Feng Wuyou also came and destroyed it with his own hands. This kind of place is not like a place where natural resources and earthly treasures can grow.

Nowadays, Feng Wuyou has given up hope in the territory of the three tribes of Wilderness and Familiarity.

Just as she said when chatting with Xiao Jinglan on the sea journey to the wilderness, there are too many people in these three places to grow spiritual grass. Even if there is spiritual grass, these people coming and going have long been eliminated.

If you find out, you won't wait for them to come.

Nowadays, the only places Feng Wuyou has never been to are Shengman territory.

In particular, the barbarian territory occupies almost three-quarters of the entire barbaric wilderness.

Originally, I wanted to establish a relationship with Wu Lun and lend him his hand to take me in for a look.

But now, Wu Lun's defensive look...has a headache.

"What do you want?"

Xiao Jinglan suddenly spoke.

This is very unfavorable.

Giving the other party the conditions to open means that you have no chips in your hand and have no choice but to let the other party take whatever you want.

But anyone who knows how to negotiate would never say this.

But at this time, Xiao Jinglan said it directly.

Feng Wuyou felt hot and turned to look at him.

Xiao Jinglan's attention was not on her, but on Wu Lun. Feng Wuyou could only see half of his face.

Feng Wuyou had seen this face countless times, no matter what angle it was seen from, but looking at it now, it was still so handsome and heart-warming.

Especially, when thinking about her.

Xiao Jinglan is already one of the most noble people in the world, why does he need to negotiate terms with these barbarians?

Just because Lingzhu grass is something Feng Wuyou must obtain, and He Lanjiu is the person Feng Wuyou must save.

The knot in her heart is also his.

Whatever she wants to do, he will do it for her.

Therefore, I will simply open it up, regardless of the cost.

With an indescribable feeling at the tip of her heart that was both warm and sour, Feng Wuyou turned around and looked at Wu Lun: "Young Master Wu Lun, what do you want from Shengman?

As long as I can do it, I will not begrudge it, but I hope to go to the wild holy mountain to see it."

There is a sacred mountain in Shengman named Anjin Mountain, and the Anjin tribe is also the largest tribe in Shengman.

It can take anywhere from dozens of years to ten years of birth before a saint is selected and enshrined in the Anjin tribe.

Although she is also called a saint, the raw saint and the mature saint are definitely not the same.

The familiar saint said it more clearly, it is just a high-end fertility machine, and any larger tribe will have it.

As for Shengman's saint, there is only one in the entire Shengman tribe.

Even Chu Xuan had never seen this saint before, and most of what she left in her notes were speculations.

However, according to his speculation, this saint not only has a very high status and great power, but also very likely possesses wisdom that rivals her status and power.

Chu Xuan did not say where this speculation came from, nor did Feng Wuyou know the basis.

But based on her understanding of Chu Xuan, Chu Xuan’s judgment was definitely not unreasonable.

This time Wu Lun came here was actually an exchange with Xiao Jinglan.

Xiao Jinglan told them the information about the divine spring, and in the process of killing the divine guards, they also solved the crisis between Xiao Jinglan and Feng Wuyou.

At this point both parties are clear, and no one owes anything to the other.

If you still want something, you can only open it up and talk about it.
Chapter completed!